God-level see-through witch doctor

Chapter 219 Rubbing Feet
Seeing that Su Ningxue was very surprised, Su Ke went on to say: "Master didn't dare to tell you before, because I was afraid that you would not be able to accept it. Now that you have grown up and have your own thoughts, I must tell you about this. Everything you are asked to do is for your own good, as long as you kill Xiong Tianhao, I will not care about what you do in the future!"

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Wu Xiaotian ran downstairs from Su Ningxue's house, his mind was messed up and his mouth was dry.

He was in adolescence. He had never seen such a scene before. He still couldn't calm down. As long as he closed his eyes, he would think of Su Ke holding his hand and preparing to put it on her body.

At this moment, Wu Xiaotian's cell phone rang.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was Ruan Wenjun calling, he couldn't help but recalled in his mind, the last time he helped Ruan Wenjun to the hotel, he was immersed in good memories again.

After ringing for a long time, he finally answered the phone.

To Wu Xiaotian's surprise, Ruan Wenjun told him that she was going to leave today, so she wanted to invite him to dinner and thank him by the way for sending her back to the hotel last time.

Half an hour later, Wu Xiaotian came to the Masa restaurant.

Ruan Wenjun had already arrived, and there were only the two of them in the huge box.

Sitting opposite Ruan Wenjun, Wu Xiaotian looked out of place with the Masa restaurant, as if someone was eating hot pot, but wearing a suit and tie, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't look right.

On the contrary, Ruan Wenjun was wearing a champagne-colored long-sleeved cheongsam that covered the hips. She looked delicate, elegant, and generous. She looked like a small family, with a flawless and impeccable face, just like the hostess here.

"Thank you for sending me back to the hotel last time. If you hadn't sent me, I don't know what would have happened."

Ruan Wenjun blushed, bit her lips lightly and said to Wu Xiaotian.

In fact, Wu Xiaotian really wanted to ask if she was really drunk last time, but he swallowed the words.

With a faint smile, Wu Xiaotian replied: "This is what I should do."

Originally, he wanted to tell Ruan Wenjun to drink less alcohol in the future, but when he thought of Zhang Wuhao saying that she could drink a lot, he swallowed this sentence again.

Ruan Wenjun stood up and said to Wu Xiaotian, "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Wu Xiaotian nodded.

After a while, Ruan Wenjun returned to the box.

What puzzled Wu Xiaotian was that Ruan Wenjun walked in with a limp.

"Chairman Ruan, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Xiaotian asked with concern.

Ruan Wenjun replied: "When I was outside just now, I was hit by a blind man, sprained my right foot, and it hurt me to death."

Wu Xiaotian frowned, and said to Ruan Wenjun: "If you don't mind, let me rub it for you, maybe it can relieve the pain on your feet."

Ruan Wenjun blushed and nodded shyly.

In fact, that's what she thought in her heart, but she was too embarrassed to speak first as a girl, so after hearing Wu Xiaotian's words, she was very happy in her heart.

Immediately, Wu Xiaotian squatted in front of Ruan Wenjun, picked up her right foot, gently took off the white high-heeled shoes on her feet, and then took off the boat socks on her feet.

Seeing Wu Xiaotian holding his feet with both hands, Ruan Wenjun was very nervous.

The head of a man and the feet of a woman can be seen but not touched.

A woman's feet and waist are very private parts, most people should never touch these two parts of a woman's body, and Wu Xiaotian is the second man to touch Ruan Wenjun's feet.

As Ruan Wenjun said, her right foot sprained severely, and it was as swollen as a bun, which made Wu Xiaotian feel a little bit unbearable.

"Chairman Ruan, bear with me, I'll rub it for you, it should be fine."

Ruan Wenjun nodded.

Wu Xiaotian held Ruan Wenjun's right foot with his left hand, and pressed the palm of his right hand on the sprained part of her right foot, slowly pressing and kneading, with a small and gentle movement.

Although at the beginning, Ruan Wenjun felt a little pain, but gradually this feeling disappeared, and even no pain at all, as if her right foot was not injured at all.

At this moment, the door of the box was opened, and a middle-aged man walked in with a group of people with unkind faces.

(End of this chapter)